Ode to Kansas City

Kansas City is New Sodom,
submerged crotch-deep
in gay conspiracy.

Large leather-bears and thin boy-men
run the rainbow seeking their rewards.
Frantic 12" remixes pump as candied
twinks struggle to take it all in on
the dancefloor.

Rave! I do urban blow!
It tastes slightly sweaty.

Amoral! We rim!
That smells pretty naughty.

Aim lower! Ram!
That feels roughly filling.

Under a Satanic sky,
Santorum flows like water.
Kansas City is today's Sodom,
submerged crotch-deep
in gay conspiracy.